Light Barrier

Chapter 1133

Baixiu rested in Dadu.

In the past few days, Lu Nanzhi and Gu Shen have maintained a spiritual connection.

"The time for the transaction with the Church of Storms has been set -"

"The Holy City unilaterally postponed the transaction until a week later."

Lu Nanzhi frowned and said, "According to Wang Zhang's information, the deal between Shangcheng and the Church of Storms should be tomorrow."

She didn't quite understand.

In this case, changing the trading time... wouldn't it be obvious that he was going to trick Zhongzhou?

No.

In fact, Zhongzhou is not stupid either.

Both Shangcheng and Guwenhui knew that the Church of Storms would most likely default on its debt.

But this transaction is of great importance, and both parties would rather be cheated than miss it.

Therefore, from the perspective of the Holy City, if you want to make this deal a success... it is best to move the trading time between the two parties together. Although Zhongzhou and Guwen will be willing to try, it does not mean that both parties really want to become enemies.

If one party is cheated, the other party will most likely stop.

"The transaction time with Gu Wenhui is so much later than that in Shangcheng?"

Gu Shen was also a little confused.

In this case, either the Church of Storms has decided to trade with Shangcheng, and the so-called telling Guwen Society of the trading time is just a cover-up to delay the transaction.

Either...

It's because the people in the Holy City are out of ideas.

After going to the city tomorrow, how could Gu Wenhui still come to trade?

"There is another possibility."

Lu Nanzhi suddenly said seriously: "Delaying the transaction time with the Ancient Literature Society... is not the intention of the Holy City."

Gu Shen was startled.

"You mean, this is the will of the red dragon?"

"If the red dragon is willing to sacrifice himself to make this request... the Storm God Throne will never let go of this opportunity."

Lu Nanzhi said in a deep voice: "The number one divine envoy of the Tower of Source is the top combat force that any organization or force must absorb."

Gu Shen was silent.

What he is worried about now is... Lu Nanzhi's words came true. Red Dragon really made a similar compromise in order to preserve the ancient literary society.

The Storm Throne decided to leave Nanzhou.

And the transaction time with the Ancient Literature Society was postponed. It is very likely that the Storm God Throne had already left the Five Continents by that time!

"I'm going to send someone to 'keep an eye on' the transaction going to town tomorrow."

Lu Nanzhi rubbed his brows and said bitterly: "It's just that the Binghai side is heavily guarded. In addition to super powerful men like the 'Chunli Saint' who controls the origin, there is also the Storm God Seat himself."

Meng Xizhou, the highest combat power in the Three Continents Alliance, cannot go to the ice sea.

Others are more or less meaningless.

"If it doesn't work, we have to let Yingji go."

Lu Nanzhi sighed softly.

Song Ci was the most suitable candidate she could think of.

Because he has smelted the Token of Light, Song Ci has the capital to compete with the Origin... Previously, he hated the Throne of Light, because the one in Red Lake was a false throne whose body was usurped by the 【Deep Sea】. Now that Meng Xizhou has taken over the new throne, if he Come forward to persuade, Yingji should not refuse.

But... Lu Nanzhi didn't do that.

Because she respects Song Ci.

Song Ci never forced her to do anything she didn't like to do.

"If it's just 'stalking'... there's no need to let Song Ci go."

Gu Shen shook his head.

"Although Song Ci is an apostle of light, in the final analysis, the power of God's presence needs to be borrowed from the God's Throne... Today's Mengxizhou cannot afford the expenses of the 'God War'."

The apostles start a war, and who wins in the end mainly depends on who is the stronger god behind the two sides.

If Song Ci went to Binghai, with his character, he would never let the red dragon be handed over to others, let alone let the red dragon be humiliated by the Church of Storms.

Once this guy lifts the table, he will really risk his life.

so......

Whether considering his character or strength, Song Ci is not a good choice.

Lu Nanzhi looked worried: "In your opinion, what should I do?"

"I planted two hypnosis seeds in Nanzhou in the early years... Later, these two seeds took root and sprouted, and one of them gradually became an internal high-level member of the Church of Storms."

Gu Shen said calmly: "The hypnotic ability of Blazing Fire is extremely powerful. Although the God of Storms strictly monitors his followers, he has never discovered the seed I planted after all these years."

When Gu Shen was only at the third level, he went to Nanzhou once.

That trip to Nanzhou was to find the "Lamp of Wrath" in Li's ancient temple.

She subconsciously thought that she had done something wrong and she was going to kneel down.

"Don't worry, you didn't make a mistake."

Saint Chunli said with a smile: "It's time to tell you some things."

He said calmly: "Do you still remember the task I gave you a few days ago?"

Zhou said in a deep voice: "Of course my subordinates will remember..."

The Sage of Spring Plow gave her a list.

There are nearly a thousand names on the list.

Her mission is to find all the people on the list and gather them together.

This mission gave these people a unified name.

Returners.

Zhou knew that Yuanting Island held a "Sea Festival" every year. The Church of Storms believed that everything obtained by Nanzhou was a gift from the Lord God and the sea... The sea gave him a gift, and he must give a gift in return. So at first she thought that these returnees were gifts from the "Sea Festival".

It's just that this sea festival is too "grand", not only because of the large number of people.

And some of the people on the list are from "prominent families."

This thought was buried deep in Zhou's heart, and she didn't dare to ask any more questions.

To do things for the Church of Storms, you must learn to be "reticent". Asking too many questions about some things is not a good thing.

Saint Chunli had long known what his subordinate was thinking.

He said calmly: "The 'returnees' you are responsible for gathering are not for sacrifice...the reason why they are sent to the ice sea is to let them live, not die."

Zhou was startled.

"Lord God has built a super airship that is unique in the world, named 'Storm'."

The corners of Saint Chunli's lips raised slightly, "In these few days, Lord God will take these returnees and leave Nanzhou. Only the lucky ones recognized by the Holy City will have the opportunity to board the ship... This news, No one else knows about it at this time.”

Zhou's mind went blank.

Leaving Nanzhou...where to go?

"There is no need to garrison Yuanting Island because it is no longer important. Not to mention Yuanting Island, even the Holy City will not be important in a few days."

Chunli stood there without moving, but tilted his head slightly, looked at the woman behind him, and said softly: "These are just dust in history. When the Storm starts, they will be left behind and become dust that can no longer be seen." Chips...the end of the world is coming, and only those who board the Storm can survive."

"The end of the world?"

Zhou asked confused.

"A super giant source of energy storm is about to hit the five continents."

Saint Chunli lowered his eyes and said indifferently: "Although the geographical location of Nanzhou is relatively safe, it...is meaningless. The entire five continents are nothing but fragile tissue in the face of this storm of origin."

"Okay, about the Storm, you will naturally know it when you board the ship."

This is a serious matter, and the person responsible for coordinating the list is not just Zhou Zhou.

Nearly ten thousand people will be sent aboard the Storm.

This is a big project.

Sage Chunli noticed that Zhou's expression was very complicated. He smiled and asked, "Why, are you reluctant to leave your hometown?"

"No...it's just that it's too abrupt..."

Zhou Huantun said: "This news is really shocking."

"Shocking..."

Saint Chunli sighed and murmured: "Yes, this news shocked me deeply at first."

Pause for a moment.

He continued to ask: "If I remember correctly... you should have stayed in Xiyin City for a long time. If there is anything you are reluctant to part with, you still have time to pick it up now."

"There's nothing I can't bear to part with."

Zhou shook his head and said softly and firmly: "Sir, everything about me belongs to the church. The place where you and Lord Shenzu are is the home of Moxia. No matter where he goes, Moxia will follow him to the death. "

"Ah......"

When Saint Chunli heard these words, he was in a good mood. He walked up to Zhou, stretched out his palm, and touched his most beloved subordinate affectionately.

Although wrapped in thick storm robes.

But Zhou has a good figure and a pretty face.

Eight years have passed, and she has not aged. She has black hair and black eyes, and her eyes are particularly bright. Even the baby fat on her baby face has not disappeared.

"That being the case... you can accompany me to the Ice Sea today. I just need a deputy for the transaction."

The fingers of the Saint of Spring Plow were intertwined between the loose hair.

"It all depends on your orders."

Zhou is like a doll, obeying the mercy of the sage of spring plow.

But the moment her fingertips touched her skin, her body trembled slightly, and the tremor was very slight.

Saint Chunli did not notice...

A golden shadow of blazing fire flashed across Zhou's eyes.